Long Bay

I bound down the beach
In the poo
I vent, I rant
I mention scubalon
more than once
I shake my fist
I have no bargaining to do
I’m out

Then quietly
I am reminded
“My grace is sufficient”

My pace slows
The beach is coming to an end
It is time to turn
Together we sing
“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases
His mercies never come to an end”

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